What The Eye Doesn't See,

There Is A Single Main Definition Of The Object Of All Magical Ritual. It Is The Uniting Of The Microcosm With The Macrocosm. The Supreme And Complete Ritual Is Therefore The Invocation Of The Holy Guardian Angel; Or, In The Language Of Mysticism, Union With God.

Genuine Recollections Almost Invariably Explain Oneself To Oneself. Suppose, For Example, That You Feel An Instinctive Aversion To Some Particular Kind Of Wine. Try As You Will, You Can Find No Reason For It. Suppose When You Explore A Previous Incarnation, You Remember You Died By A Poisoned Administered In A Wine Of That Kind, Your Aversion Is Explained By The Proverb: 'a Burnt Child Dreads The Fire.'

The Affiliation Clause In Our Constitution Is A Privilege: A Courtesy To A Sympathetic Body. Were You Not A Mason, Or Co-mason, You Would Have To Be Proposed And Seconded, And Then Examined By Savage Inquisitors, And Then-probably-thrown Out On The Garbage Heap. Well, No, It's Not As Bad As That; But We Certainly Don't Want Anybody Who Chooses To Apply. Would You Do It Yourself, If You Were On The Committee Of A Club? The O.t.o. Is A Serious Body, Engaged On A Work Of Cosmic Scope. You Should Question Yourself: What Can I Contribute?

Every Man And Every Woman Is A Star.

To Me A Book Is A Message From The Gods To Mankind; Or, If Not, Should Never Be Published At All.